From the myspace archives.
Work in Progress
(written May 4, 2008)
After admiring my soul in the mirror
and comparing it to my new haircut
I remember a bitch in a bathroom
saying "I wouldn't remember you"
Then I think of the guy
hoping he'll put a check in the box by the "YES"
I look back at the mirror
Wishing my stomach were flatter
My thighs were thinner
My stretch marks gone
and that I could wear my soul like my new haircut
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